Unaccepted (Another Selection series)

I woke up to my phone buzzing I pick it up.
"Hello"
"Ella, are you ready"
"Oh, hi Charolette"
"ARE YOU READY"
"Um, for what exactly"
"For your picture obviously. If I was in age for the Selection and had my picture today I wouldn't have been able to sleep last night"
"Shoot, I completely forgot about the picture. You need to come over asap"
"On it."
"Thanks, I'll start picking out clothes and makeup, and I'll wake up my mom."
"See you in a sec"
"Bye"
I walk through the cool, empty, hallway and get to my mom's room I knock on the door and I hear my mom say "come in." I step into to the gorgeous room and see my mom in bed.
"Today is the picture day for the selection. Can you help me with hair and makeup." I say
"I'd love to, sweetie. Now, let's get started"
"Ok"
"Charolette's already on her way isn't she"
"Yep, that's Charolette" I reply while we both giggle like we're 12 years old"
My mom is absolutely beautiful, I love her so much, and although us ones are known to be so rude and selfish I strongly do believe our family is much different then all the rest.
My mom does my hair in a beautiful braid and pins it up into a bun, creating a beautiful messy bun. As my mom starts my makeup I tell her "not too much please, I want to look as natural as possible."
Once Charolette came she helped me pick out an outfit we decided on a long, simple, peach dress with sequins flowing from side to side.
And then we were off. Our carriage got us to the pictures right as a line was starting to form. Charolette and I looked at each other before stepping down from the carriage. Charolette, mom and I waited steadily in line for about 40 mins, until it was almost time for the picture. The beautiful blond girl in front of me walked up to the camera and sat down. It almost seemed as if her smile glimmered and brightened up the whole room. Ella thought to herself what if my smile sucks or what if I close my eyes. This HAS to be perfect, oh please, please be a good smile. Then it was her turn she sat down and couldn't help to giggle about how she was pleading her smile to be good. Then she heard click. She had forgot about the photo, if she was selected it would be the first picture of her not only the royal family but while Illéa will see of her. She pleaded the photographer to show her the picture and since she was holding the line back he showed her the photo. It was the most perfectly imperfect picture of herself that she had ever seen. Her eyes had been full of adventure, hope, and laughter and her smile was just so natural. Although she was a model her smile seems to always be forced, but not then. Not at all, that's when the selection started going upstream. They left and the three of them were on their way home.